Gazebos dismantled and stored, barbecues scrubbed and cleaned, lights unstrung and put away, bowl after bowl of washing up, bottles in the recycling bin and so on and so on.
I keep finding passports and flags in the most unusual places.
Still at last it is done.
I collapse exhausted on the sofa.
I glance up.

Do you think I missed something?
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